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Wednesday, 11 June 2014

'Bondage' with Tatum Throne

Hi thereMy guest today is a brilliant author, Tatum Throne, who is here to talk about Bondage as part of our Writing; The Alphabet Series.

*waves* Thanks for having me on your blog today, Bella! I’m
Tatum Throne, author of erotic MM romance. Today, I’m talking about my
experiences writing bondage into my steamy sex scenes. Of course, there’s
always lots of research involved. Mr. Throne has said numerous times that he is
the inspiration for all my work!

Bondage

Bondage is
the act of tying or restraining a submissive. I love to use rope, handcuffs,
scarves, leather, sex swings, chains, and anything spur of the moment within my
character’s world to tie a sub up. I’ve even used a seatbelt when there was a impromptu
session in a truck. I try to make the scene as true to life and as safe as
possible. Safety always first.

There is
something very freeing about handing over complete control to someone else
during a session. My characters have intense lives and need an escape. That
means my characters have an open and honest discussion about their sexual experiences.
They trust each other completely. A safe word is always chosen in case things
get a little too hot for the sub to handle. I’ve never had a sub within my
books code before. The Dom’s I write are good about knowing where to push and
ease off.

The Dom/sub
relationship is very intense and unlike anything my characters have experienced
before. They are not necessarily searching for love, but love finds them when
they least expect it. Their relationship complicates all aspects of their
lives. My characters often think that they can’t have it all and that they’re
going to lose everything they’ve ever worked for. I don’t make it easy on my
characters. I often push them to the edge before they accept that they have
fallen in love. All of my stories have a HEA.

PRE-ORDER!AVAILABLE: Saturday, June 14th[Siren
Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Consensual BDSM Romance,
M/M, werewolves, spanking, wax play, sex toys, HEA] When Jase Chambers starts having blackouts and waking up naked
within the Black Forest, he knows something is very wrong. After seeking
out help from his brother, Maddox, Jase believes everything is going to
be okay—that is until he wakes up in the forest after another blackout.
Disoriented and injured, Jase knows he’s in trouble. Werewolf Brand Foster’s passion is protecting the wolves of the
forest. When a new shifter goes missing, he must find him before the
wild wolves do. With little time on his side, Brand goes on the hunt. As
a Dom, Brand knows he can protect Jase, if he finds him, but will Jase
submit willingly to his protection or will he have to tie him to his
bed?Jase is very aware that he needs help while he transitions. When a
big bad shifter comes into his life, he knows the only option is to
submit. Will he?A Siren Erotic Romance

STORY EXCERPT

Jase Chambers felt like he was dying. He woke up
with the rain dripping down from the trees above, hitting him in the
face. He stared across a river of water and a sea of mud that caressed
his body. His ankle hurt like a bitch. What the fuck had happened? The
last thing he recalled was being in the guest bedroom of that Alpha
wolf, Kade Ronan. Things after that were one big blackout.

At
thirty-two, Jase had just discovered his wolf blood and began
transitioning into a werewolf. The problem was that things were not
going well. Jase often woke up in strange places with blood all over him
and with no recollection of how he got there. It was scaring the hell
out of him. He had to do something to make the blackouts stop.

He
fisted his hands in the mud and grass, trying to stand up, but he had
little strength. He was absolutely fucked if he didn’t get out of this
weather. His teeth started to chatter. Hypothermia was right around the
corner. Pain shot up his leg when he tried to move his ankle. Jase
looked down, seeing a bear trap locked around his ankle. Oh, fuck. This was not good.

Jase
felt hungover, but he hadn’t been drinking. God, he wished he had spent
last night drinking at the corner bar. He slowly opened his eyes to the
muddy runoff coming down the mountainside. He tried to remember how he
had gotten the riverbank in the Black Forest, but he couldn’t. As usual,
when he tried to recall the events of the previous evening it was as
though there was a wall in his head. Rain started hammering down from
above, but he didn’t have the energy to get out of the trap and move for
the cover of the trees. He was completely naked and alone.

The
last thing Jase recalled before he hit the mental wall was being with
his brother Maddox and his new lover, Kade. As much as Kade and Maddox
were trying to help him through, they really couldn’t. Despite having
wolf blood, Maddox couldn’t shift, and Kade just really didn’t know what
to do with him. Jase could not recall shifting into a werewolf and
taking off into the night. The blackouts with his shifting were getting
worse. He felt like he had no control over anything in his life anymore.
As one of the top federal prosecutors within the county, he always had
the power to manage his life. Not anymore. Now, he felt like he didn’t
have any balance in his work and personal life. When the blackouts
started occurring, he had taken a leave of absence with work. He didn’t
want it to affect the cases he had going on.

One
day he knew he had to go back to his job, but he couldn’t think about
it now. Not when he needed to figure out how to control the beast that
was living inside of him. Jase rolled onto his back, looking up into the
cloudy mist hanging above him. He let the rainwater wash over his naked
body. Wet mud clung to his skin, making it nearly impossible to move.
Jase loved the feel of rain on his chest and face. When he was in his
animal form, he didn’t like it at all. There was something about the way
the water matted his fur that really irritated his skin. Jase froze. He
actually got past the wall for a moment and recalled something from
when he was a werewolf. Jase smiled. It was the first glimmer of hope
he’d had in a really long time.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?”

Jase’s eyes flew open as he looked around at the
men circling him. He immediately felt vulnerable in his position. He did
not want to deal with the strangers now.

“Looks like we caught ourselves a brand-new shifter.”

Cold
fear went through him. Jase knew he was in trouble. He tried to sit up
but couldn’t. He felt like his body had gone five rounds with a speeding
truck. What the fuck had happened to him last night? The not knowing
was starting to eat him alive.

“I’ll give you twenty dollars to suck his limp dick while we watch.”

Laughter echoed among the group of men who were now
circling him. Jase had a really bad feeling about all of this. He
continued to play in the mud, not wanting to get up to face his
attackers. It would be better if they thought he was still half-dead.

“Only twenty dollars? No. I wouldn’t suck his cock for anything.”

“That’s right, you’ll lick it for free.”

Another
round of laughter went between the men. Jase had to figure out how to
get away from them. Despite his protesting muscles, he sat up. Jase
looked at all of his opponents.

“He lives! I guess we do have something to play with for a while.”

A groan of protest went through Jase’s body as he
tried to move his ankle. Jase knew there was no way he could get out of
this trap without help. He was now at their mercy and that scared the
fuck out of him.

“Please. Just let me go,” Jase said.

“Not going to happen. You invaded our territory. What’s on our land is ours. We own you.”

A
shiver went down Jase’s spine. He knew there was no way out of this,
but he had to find a way. “Look, I don’t want any trouble.”

“If you’re in the Black Forest, you want trouble.”Wow! I cant wait to read this one! Thanks so much for being my guest today, Tatum, it's been great to have you here.Join me on Friday when my guest will be E.a. Reynolds. Until then I hope you have a great couple of days and enjoy whatever you are reading and/or writing.